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3 dread it. . . old edit. Tbtob. emend.
Enter Posthumus with a bloody handkerchief.
Is every breath a death; and thus 4 'not known/
Enter Lucius, Iachimo, and the Roman army at one door; and the British army at another: Leonatus Posthumus following like a poor Soldier. They march over, and go out. 'Then enter again in skirmish Iachimo, and Posthumus; he vanquijbeth and difarmetb Iachimo, and then leaves him."
Iatb. The heaviness and guilt within my bosom Takes off my manhood; I've bely'd a Lady, The Princess of this country; and the air on'c Revengingly enseebles me: or could this carle, A very drudge of nature, have subdu'd me In my prosession? knighthoods, honours born, As I wear mine, are titles but of scorn; If that thy gentry, Britain, go before This lowe, as he exceeds our Lords, the odds Is, that we scarce are men, and you are Gods. [Exit.
The battel continues; the Britons fly, Cymbeline is taken; then enter to his rescue, Bellarius, Guiderius, and
-' Arviragus. Bel Stand, stand we have th' advantage of the ground.
That lane is guarded: nothing routs us, but
The villainy of our sears*-
Enter Posthumus, and seconds the Britons. They rescue
N 4 For
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For friends kill friends, and the disorders such
Jack 'Tis their fresh supplies.
Luc. It is a.day turn'd strangely. Or betimes Let's re-inforce, or fly. [Exeunt,
S C E N E II.
Another part of the field of Battle.
Enter Posthumus, and a British Lord.
Lord. pAm^st thou from where they made the stand?
•V-* Post. I did. .
Post. No blame be to you, Sir, for all was lost.
Lord. Where was this lane?
Post. Close by the battel, cUtch'd, and wall'd with turf, Which gave advantage to an ancient soldier, An honest one I warrant, who deserv'd So long a breeding as his white beard came to, In doing this for's country: 'thwart the lane, He, with two striplings, (lads more like to run The country Base, than to commit such slaughter, With faces fit for masks, or rather fairer
Than those 6 'for preservation cas'd) For Jhame
But to look back in frown : stand, stand These three,
Three thousand confident, in act as many,
(For three performers are the file, when all
The rest do nothing ;) with this word Stand, stands
Accommodated by the place, more charming
With their own nobleness, which could have turn'd
A distaff to a lance, gilded pale looks
Part, shame, part, spirit-renew'd; that some turn'd coward
But by example (oh a sin in war,
Damn'd in the first beginners) 'gan to look
The way that they did, and to grin like lions
Upon the pikes o'th' hunters. Then began
A stop i'th' chaser, a retire; anon
A rout consusion-thick. Forthwith they flie
Chickens, the way which they stoop'd eagles; slaves,
The strides they victors made; and now our cowards,
Like fragments in hard voyages, became
The lise o'th' need; having found the back door open
Of the unguarded hearts, heav'ns, how they wound 1
Some slain before, some dying, some their friends
O'er-born i'th' former wave; ten chae'd by one
Are now each one the slaughter-man of twenty;
Those that would die or e'er resist, are grown
The mortal bugs o'th' field.
Lard. This was strange cflance;
Post. Nay, do not wonder at it; * 'tho' you are madcN Rather to wonder at the things you hear,
6 for preservation cas'd, or shame) Made, &c.
7 hearts ...«/</ edit. Tbtob. tmend. 8 you are made
Than to work any. a
(a) Than to work any.
Will you rhyme upon't,
Paji. 'Lack, to what end?
For if he'll do, as he is made to do,
(b) Meaning that bis woe stem'd as a charm which pretctlcd htm. Warburton.
9 or 1 Britain
Enter two Captains., and Soldiers.
i Cap. Great Jupiter be prais'd, Lucius is taken. *Tis thought the old man, and his sons, were angels.